8/16/2000 - I stepped in it!
I remember it like yesterday. The morning sun came streaming into my room. I heard the cardinals of spring anxiously awaiting their newborne babes. Building nests from the dried plants from my neighbors balconies. Off to the distance was the laughter of young boys as they competed to see who could ride his bike up the steap hill outside my bedroom window without falling down.

I moved the covers over to my side. Mahpee and Sheba lay silently awaiting my gentle awaikening to be fed the first mornings feast. Rich in odor and taste, their tongues lapped at the thought of fresh canned cat food. As I arose, the two cats lept from the bed and hustled off to the kitchen, to lay in wait for their prey to reveal itself in the blue and red bowls. I stepped out into the hallway and suddenly my foot felt a sensation. It was pleasureable at first, me being just freshly awake and not concerned by the consistency of the matter that began to swish between my toes.

As I began to enter consciousness, I looked down at my feet. Only to see a brown, viscous, lumpy and cold substance oozing between my toes. 'The DAMN SALMON,' I thought to myself. 'I knew I had a bad feeling about that stuff. Oh sure, they can wolf it down in the morning, but then later, much later, it comes back. It looks just like it did going down. Was there gas trapped inside, holding it from entering the duodenum. Or did they just decide to save it for later so they didn't have to get up.'

A thousand thoughts entered my mind at once and I was transposed to another time. A time when Saber Tooth tigers barfed up their hair and the fur of their prey. A time when they called the shots. I glanced over at Mahpee and Sheba, thinking of the amount of time it would take to clean it up. Thinking that I may never get the smell of Salmon off my feet. Thinking that maybe somehow, some way, it was planned by one of them. I looked over to these two predators, who probably have wondered to themselves what I might taste like. They looked at me as if to say, 'so when are you going to fill our bowls, we're starving!'